Arthur Conan Doyle,
How the Governor of Saint Kitt's came Home
“ You dogs—you poor, fond, water-hearted dogs—we hold you at the end of our pistols""You may shoot, or you may not," cried Scarrow, striking his hand upon the breast of his frieze jacket. "If it's my last breath, Sharkey, I tell you that you are a bloody rogue and miscreant, with a halter and hell fire in store for you""There's a man of spirit, and one of my own kidney, and he's going to make a very pretty death of it," cried Sharkey. "There's no one aft save the man at the wheel; so you may keep your breath, for you'll need it soon. Is the dinghy astern, Ned?""Aye, aye [Ay, ay] , captain." ”
